A foggy day in London Town
I had me low and had me down

I viewed the morning with such alarm

The British Museum had lost its charm

How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles hadn't passed,

For, suddenly, I saw you there

And through foggy London Town

The sun was shining everywhere.

How long, I wondered, could this thing last?

But the age of miracles hadn't passed,

For, suddenly, I saw you there

And through foggy London Town
The sun was shining everywhere.